My heart resides with the setting Sun under a radiant pink sky in the desert of southern Arizona.

I paint my love of nature. I write poetry about the landscape.

Representation is not the main goal; the feeling of a landscape transcending into a dream-like and ethereal reality is the aesthetic goal.

The water at the bottom of the painting is the most important detail; this series is entirely about the cycles of water.

The great grandfather died slowly over the course of years. Even in death, the saguaro feeds the desert.

My goal with this series was to let the painterly be part of the language as much as what is being represented.

America has a unique history and relationship to the natural world, with one hand willing to exploit its riches and with the other willing to safeguard it for future generations.

A disposable aesthetic prevails, and we know the status quo cannot go on forever.

There is a spirituality to the American landscape, there is a vice to our capitalist will.

I seek to use the landscape and its history to envision an aesthetic for a new era.

American reverence of nature—an undercurrent in the culture—will surface again in full force, perhaps out of responsibility and ingenuity to propel us to a sustainable future.
— Danny Mirko Kadum, Rhetoric, Landscape & Painting